Sitabz Garg Poet Dramatic Verse

After the Play

Lift the curtains high my bosom friend 
For beyond the darkness there is a place
 where dreams began ,
and life was born to the dead .
As merry actors dazzled and throbbed,
to walk off the stage one day
many a thespians played their parts
where nothing but ghosts remain,  
of an empty stage an empty world
which gazed straight to the empty lives beyond;
where storytellers looked at an empty mirror
Where silence soared from the world of dead ,
A goddess stood intransient in the center 
with tearful eyes 
for with two  bars of iron
she could not keep the curtains up 
and she watched with pain
as the curtains dropped dead 
to the face of the earth
nothing but a word unsaid. 
She stared at heaven’s gate,
with a shattered heart .
She looked up 
but didn’t see the eyes of her god 
staring back…24/3/14

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